We tried several of the pill pockets you can get. Our cats would eat around the pill and …there it be. I think they even sell pill shooters for cats that projectile fling them in the back of their tongue. Yeah, if that did happen to work, it would only work once for our cats.
When I read “pill shooters” I imagined a sort of NERF gun:)) That would be hilarious!
But, yes, it’s been a struggle every time. I did find, however, that one of my cats presented significantly less resistance if I’d imbibe the pill with some ham or salami (I’d just rub it on the meat for a bit), then feed it to her immediately after I’d give her a bit of ham/salami to whet her appetite and get her nommin’ thoughtlessly. She’d chomp the pill, then I’d give her another bit of ham afterwards, to keep her chewing and swallowing. Then the crying started, because no more ham. Only worked with the one, though (she was THE gourmand, and love-hated me because I refused to give in and overfeed her).
Thankfully, I’ve only ever had to dole out some periodic dewormers (the yearly “just in case” ones), and only when the vet couldn’t see us for that. It was an adventure every time, though!
Mum was a wiz at meat wrapping! I never understood what she did differently, but she was always one-and-done!
We tried several of the pill pockets you can get. Our cats would eat around the pill and …there it be. I think they even sell pill shooters for cats that projectile fling them in the back of their tongue. Yeah, if that did happen to work, it would only work once for our cats.
When I read “pill shooters” I imagined a sort of NERF gun:)) That would be hilarious!
But, yes, it’s been a struggle every time. I did find, however, that one of my cats presented significantly less resistance if I’d imbibe the pill with some ham or salami (I’d just rub it on the meat for a bit), then feed it to her immediately after I’d give her a bit of ham/salami to whet her appetite and get her nommin’ thoughtlessly. She’d chomp the pill, then I’d give her another bit of ham afterwards, to keep her chewing and swallowing. Then the crying started, because no more ham. Only worked with the one, though (she was THE gourmand, and love-hated me because I refused to give in and overfeed her).
That was smart. I think we tried the meat wrapping but they wouldn’t have it. It was a nightmare whenever the DR told us they needed pills.
Thankfully, I’ve only ever had to dole out some periodic dewormers (the yearly “just in case” ones), and only when the vet couldn’t see us for that. It was an adventure every time, though!
Mum was a wiz at meat wrapping! I never understood what she did differently, but she was always one-and-done!